Texty: Circa Survive. On Letting Go. Close Your Eyes To See.

If you pass away in the wing fortress,
There's a time divider, a technical team will be
At your services, for what that matters.
The mirror shatters, it's harder for me to see.

If there are any answers here we haven't searched for,
Just type in your code and say a prayer.
How could it be? We were so secure.
'Cause nothing you've ever planned on,
Ever turned out the way you planned.

What I tried to say, this couldn't feel more wrong.
I can't believe its happening, or lasting this long.
If we know each other, then why should it be so hard?
Why should it be so hard to make it stop?

If there are any answers here we haven't searched for,
Just type in your code and say a prayer.
How could it be? We were so secure.
'Cause nothing you've ever planned on,
Ever turned out the way you planned.


What I tried to say, this isn't real.
And I feel ashamed that I don't think that I could heal.

It's a shame that I would pretend,
Before making amends.
It's a shame that I can't,
But nothing you've ever planned on ever turned out,
But nothing you've ever planned on,
Ever turned out the way you planned.
You're still disappointing them.
You're still disappointing.
You're still disappointing them.

If there are any answers here we haven't searched for,
Just type in your code and say a prayer.
How could it be? We were so secure.
Nothing you've ever planned on,
Ever turned out the way you planned.